Flowers are my…but…(Horatian Ode)
Flowers are my..but…(Horatian Ode)
He said, ‘I can watch your dedication but not your duty’.
With tight-lip I stood there making the morning more silent.
He said, ‘You love your work because you respect beauty’.
In a blub way I resumed with Adam lily calmly to nascent.
He said, ‘I love these flowers because it is symbol of peace’.
I inhaled the fragrance, with a woe thought that it is also a symbol of love.
He said, ‘Which is the thing that I swine the most’??
Turning my face and saying, ‘The plucking of flowers, will it cease’??
He said none, looked in my eyes with my problem unsolved.
It is a reason for my smile, same time I am groaning because its branch is my stove,
my life of worst.
By Randhir Kaur Vohra
Illustration by Debaleena
